Showers come with this year’s Spring
The raindrops kiss our windowsill
I’m grateful that you wear my ring
And all my kisses when I hold you still
We look to harvest future joy
Together, we’ve accomplished plenty
Our love awaits, be it girl or boy
Our giving-well is never empty
We have ourselves, we have the world
To make a happy life our own
Let it be rainy, sunny or cold
I’m the luckiest man you’ve ever known